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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 8:30 am
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 5:49 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2009 1:44 pm
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(( Well...
Shortly after Zayley arrived, Chris and Kiki went off to back a cake, both getting incredibly drunk in the meantime. They had an awkward moment when she suddenly kissed him. Meanwhile, Marcus and Zayley competed in a battle of wills before Marcus left to lie in the garden, where he was presently joined by Kiki after she became embarressed when Chris didn't repay her affections. After a while, Zayley and Reed left the basement and joined Chris in the kitchen, where he had a little tiff with Reed. Reed subsequently went up to his room, and Kiki followed to comfort him, leaving Chris finishing off the cake and Zayley tidying up after him. Marcus came in from the garden kitchen just as Reed and Kiki returned from upstairs, upon which Chris presented everyone with a newly baked cake. Zayley tried to continue cleaning up the mess before being scolded by Marcus to socialize, and Reed and Chris have just about made up with each other. Now, everyone's in the kitchen, and there is a cake ready to be eaten.
In all honesty, you should read through what's been written, just so you get a good sense of each personality and where the story's going ^.^
I'll post in a short while; I just have an obligation to Castle Tales to deal with first... ))
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Posted: Wed Sep 16, 2009 5:24 pm
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C h r i s t o p h e rI Need To Be Myself // I Can't Be No-One Else I'm Feeling Supersonic // Give Me Gin And Tonic You Could Have It All, But How Much Do You Want It?...
'Cos My Friend Said He'd Take You Home // He Sits In A Corner All Alone He Lives Under A Waterfall // Nobody Can See Him Nobody Can Ever Hear Him Call...S u p e r s o n i c![User Image](https://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t257/SwimmingInTheStars/DotsDivider2-1.png)
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"Aww, come on, Reed, you're going to make me cry," Chris grinned, walking over to Reed and rubbing his hand quickly through the hair on the tiny dog's head. A thick cloud of flour drifted to the floor, where it settled indistinguishably against the thick coating already spead across the tiles.
"Chrissss..."
"Keek, seriously, you really need to brush up on your table manners," Chris told her as he walked back across the kitchen and picked up a slice of cake. "Chew your food before you speak, it's the first-"
"Chris! You are the best cook in the whole world, even better than Reed's mom."
"Yeah, you're not meant to say that in front of him," Chris answered, his mouth full of cake.
As far as his baking skills went, even Chris had to admit that the cake tasted pretty good - if not a tad bitter on account of the ocean of rum he mixed into the batter. As he messily crammed the rest of his slice into his mouth, he felt a distinct wave of euphoria; whether this was due to his friends, the cake, the recent make-up or simply the alcohol rushing around his brain, it was a wonderful sensation, and as he tended to do in such situations, Chris clung onto the closest person to him: Keek. Placing himself behind her, he kissed her clumsily on the cheek and wrapped his arms around her shoulder, his eyes closed. The kitchen seemed to tilt steeply to one side; he swayed slightly, trying to keep his balance as the earth rotated fifty times faster than usual. There was no longer any doubt about it; the alcohol was definitely playing a large part in his behaviour...
Suddenly, he turned to Marcus, opening his eyes slightly. His arms continued to hold Keek close. When he spoke, it was with an abrupt return to his rambling, slurring manner of earlier.
"Marko! What happened to the weed? What happened, hmm? You haven't taken any drugs for half an hour of something, that's got to be some sort of record, you know... Someone should ring Guinness..."
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2009 3:59 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 8:18 am
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